Falke
Ah yes, the work. Always the work. If there’s one thing he might criticize the Order for, it’s their tendency to create workaholics with tunnel vision. It’s certainly never helped Finn. Nodding when he hears about the developments, Falke has to ask. “That’s alright. Are there any nights when you can’t sleep and you don’t work?” Though he asks as if he’s not expecting any kind of answer, Falke can almost predict the no from Finn. They’ve done this dance enough times. And the reminders are usually the same.
And perhaps because he knows he can’t suggest that Finn wear the glasses less, he chooses to affirm, rather than go down the questioning path. “I’m sure it’s quite difficult, seeing auras and not having anyone who can see the same thing. Do you think the variety you see is adding to the insomnia, or do you think it’s something else?”
Nudging him a bit towards self-analysis, Falke is keen to hear what Finn thinks about his ‘issues.’ He’s had them for long enough to be somewhat self-aware.
And perhaps because he knows he can’t suggest that Finn wear the glasses less, he chooses to affirm, rather than go down the questioning path. “I’m sure it’s quite difficult, seeing auras and not having anyone who can see the same thing. Do you think the variety you see is adding to the insomnia, or do you think it’s something else?”
Nudging him a bit towards self-analysis, Falke is keen to hear what Finn thinks about his ‘issues.’ He’s had them for long enough to be somewhat self-aware.
oh we're human, only human
like a moth to a flame, flickering so dangerously
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